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Giroro and Natsumi

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'Hey Giroro, how old are you?' Natsumi asks. Giroro turns to face her eyes wide in surprise the sweet potato momentarily forgotten.
     'In Keronian years or Pekoponian years?' he asks turning his attention back to the roasting root crop. Natsumi ponders it for a while.
     'Keronian.'
Giroro frowns slightly as he does the math in his head.
    '22 or 24 give or take.'
    'Jeez you're old.' Natsumi teases. Giroro harrumphs in indignation.
    'Say that again and I'll take back your sweet potato.' He says though really he won't he hates the idea of making Natsumi upset.
    'Fine, fine.' Natsumi mutters she does want that sweet potato.
    'How old are you in Keronian years then?'
    '15, 17, I don't know around those ages maybe. We have different years than you, a different system.'
    'How does that work?' Natsumi asks even though in her mind she is reeling.
15 or 17? That's so young! He's almost my age! An image of a teenage human Giroro danced in  Natsumi's mind. I bet he looks cute too, sexy and dangerous most likely with that scar…
Hold on…DID I JUST THINK THAT?! She shakes her head. Giroro not noticing continues with his explanation.
    'At home, we don't count our years by the our planet's revolution around our sun, we count it by the moon's revolution around Keron. We have two different moons one just like your moon that circles around Pekopon signalling night and another which we count our years from. We call that moon, in your language it roughly translates as Eternal Mother. A myth that that moon was the egg that the first Keronians hatched from.
    My planet's days and nights are somewhat longer than your planet's and our years are shorter. We mature fast but we still live long lives maybe a little more than your average Pekoponian it depends on whether the Keronian is healthy or not.'
    'Oh…wow.' That's all Natsumi can say after listening to Giroro's long winded lecture she know that Fuyuki is more suited to this and would probably lap up whatever Giroro was saying.
The thought that he was so close to her age still irked her.
    'If you're 15 or 17 now and 22 or 24 in Keronian years…when was your first war?
Giroro frowned again.
    'Do you really want to know?'    
Yes, yes she does.
    'I was 17…in Keronian years.'
    'TEN YEARS OLD?'
    '17!' Giroro defended himself.
    'You were…so young' Natsumi said softly.
Giroro's hand tightened on a stick before he handed it to Natsumi with a perfectly roasted sweet potato on it.
Young...my first taste of blood and death…
    'I was 17, considered a man and ready to die for his home.'
    'Was it really bad?'
    'It…it would be lying to tell you no.' He doesn't want to lie to her yet doesn't want to tell the truth.
    They are silent for a moment.
    'Why do you have to fight so young?'
    'To defend our planet, our home, my home.'
Giroro said softly
    'We…us Keronians admittedly are not the biggest alien in this galaxy. They tend to think we are an easy target. A lot of us have to fight wars young because of this, the military plays a huge part in everybody's lives. Because we are small other aliens tend to look down on us, well they can hardly look up at us in any rate.' He chuckled humourlessly in a dry tone.
     Natsumi stopped chewing on her sweet potato.
    'Eat Natsumi your food will get cold.' Giroro said poking the embers of the camp fire. She did and swallowed.
    'So a lot of you guys join the military?'
    'Well we do have a choice, but yes a lot of us join the military, you see our Invader platoons is to us like your Rock bands is to your peers, everyone wants to become a famous invader. There are some families fully dedicated to the military, like mine and Keroro's. it's passed on from father to son sometimes even to the girls as well, Pururu, you remember her, her family's renown for being the top in the Medical Department it's no wonder she followed in her parent's footsteps.'
     He sounded proud and nostalgic.
     'Dororo, he made a name for himself, even though almost everyone expected him to live a soft, sheltered life cause of his delicate health and continue his family's business one that competes against the Dobaba industry, he defied all odes and became one of the most talented and dangerous Assassins in the Keronian army! His brother is the one who is heir to the company now, he's a nice kid, but not really suited for the army.'
     'What about you?'
     'What about me?'
     'Tell me about yourself and why you're invading my planet.'
     'It's late, go to bed now and get some sleep.' Giroro said dousing the fire and standing up
     'Shoo now.'
     'But that's not fair! You can't leave me hanging like that!'
Giroro laughed though not unkindly at her.
     'Some other time Natsumi, I promise.'
     'Not 'some other time' tomorrow! You'll continue tomorrow right?'
Giroro smiled he knew there was no swaying her.
     'You have my word now get some rest you have school tomorrow.'
Natsumi harrumphed at him but let him accompany her to the door where he bid her a goodnight.
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